In the heart of war-torn Gaza, where destruction and loss are a daily reality, lies the deeply moving tale of Dr. Husam Farhat and his family. Amidst the relentless bombardment, Dr. Farhat faced an unthinkable tragedy: the martyrdom of his beloved sisters, Inas and Amal, along with their husbands and children, and his brother Mustafa. This devastating loss shattered not only their dreams but also their hopes for a peaceful future.
Before the war, my life revolved around a beautiful home where I lived with my wife, our daughter Sham, and our sons Muhannad and Muhammad. This home was more than just a place to live; it was a sanctuary filled with love, warmth, and the joy of watching my children grow. Every corner of our home echoed with their laughter, turning it into a place where dreams for the future felt not only possible but inevitable, but then the war came, and in an instant, everything changed. The place where we once felt safe and secure was reduced to rubble. The life we had carefully built, the dreams we had nurtured, and the bright future we had planned were all torn apart. The war didn’t just destroy our home; it uprooted our entire existence, leaving us with nothing but the painful memories of what once was, Now, standing in the ruins of our former life, I'm left with fragments of a distant dream. The joy and security we once knew have been replaced by loss and uncertainty as we face a future overshadowed by harsh realities.
And it wasn’t just my home that was destroyed. My accounting office, one of the most renowned in Palestine, was also reduced to rubble. I had worked tirelessly to build this office, which wasn't just a place of business but a reflection of my passion and dedication to the field of accounting. It was our primary source of income, providing financial stability and security for my family, My office was well-known for its exceptional services and strong reputation among clients. Over the years, it had become a symbol of success and hard work in the accounting world. But the war took it all away in an instant. Everything I had worked so hard to achieve was destroyed, and years of effort and dedication were wiped out in moments, Now, I stand on the ruins of my office, just as I stand on the ruins of my life, trying to piece together the remnants of my dreams and memories. This office was a source of pride for me and my family, but the war has left us with nothing, facing an uncertain and difficult future.
The war didn’t just destroy my home and office; it shattered my dreams and future. As a PhD candidate in Accounting Information Systems at Universiti Utara Malaysia, I was in my final year, pursuing research that is a significant contribution to my field and valuable to entrepreneurs. With a master’s degree with distinction and a bachelor's degree, I also taught at several universities, sharing my knowledge and passion, But the war disrupted everything. Years of hard work, academic progress, and my contributions to the field have been torn apart, leaving me with an uncertain future. Now, I am faced with the daunting task of not only rebuilding my life but also reviving the dreams and ambitions that once drove me. The journey ahead is filled with challenges, but my resolve to continue remains strong.
Now, after all this devastation, my family and I are living as displaced people, homeless and jobless, with no clear future for ourselves or our children. Every day is a struggle to find food for my children, who have been robbed of every chance at a normal life by this war. Once, we lived in Shuja'iyya, in North Gaza, where we had a home, a life, and dreams. But now, after being displaced over nine times, we find ourselves in the refugee camps of Nuseirat, the war has stripped us of everything—our home, our security, and our future. Our daily life has become a constant search for basic necessities, a far cry from the life we once knew. The dreams I had for my children and myself now feel like distant memories, overshadowed by the relentless challenges of survival. Each day brings new uncertainties, as we navigate this harsh new reality, clinging to the hope that one day we might rebuild what was lost.
We urgently call on all those who stand in solidarity with us, and every supporter, to help save what remains of our lives. Your assistance, even in small ways, can make a significant difference in helping us rebuild and restore our shattered world, rebuilding feels like an insurmountable task, but with your help, we can begin to piece together what was lost. Your contributions, no matter how small, can provide the foundation we need to start anew, offering hope and a chance at a better future for our family. Your solidarity means the world to us as we navigate these challenging times.
Thank you for your compassion, your time, and your commitment to freedom and justice.
With deepest gratitude,
Dr. Farhat's Family
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Hello, my name is Waseem Abusafi from Gaza-Palestine. and I am 34 years old, I have a 3-year-old son named Qais, and my wife Amal Asqoul is 27 years old.
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The recent war has turned our lives upside down 💔. Our home and community were destroyed🥲, and we lost many family members in an airstrike. We have been forced to relocate multiple times in search of safety.
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Despite the immense grief and loss, we are determined to protect our son and rebuild our lives. We need your help🙏🏼 to evacuate to Egypt and start anew.
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Every contribution, no matter how small, will help us overcome this crisis. Thank you for your kindness and compassion.🥰
It has literally been a whole year and we are suffering from the woes and groans due to the brutal and barbaric war we are living through
.Suddenly our lives have been turned upside down. We suffer every day. We are persecuted every day because of the war and the siege.
In this war that ended all our dreams and hopes of living in safety and achieving our academic dreams and others
We suffered from the lack of food until we had to eat animal feed.
We suffered from the lack of clean drinking water due to war and pollution. We live in an environment full of diseases.
My brother suffered from jaundice, a disease for which there is no treatment in Gaza due to the siege and the lack of hospitals and clinics.
Yes, we suffer every day, and here I am, knocking on the door of help for those who have a conscience, a heart, and feelings towards us.
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okay all of these are just thoughts in my noggin that i want to get out.
this is basically all spoiler territory for the entire series.
Peter and Eddie's fathers (Dr. Richard Parker and Dr. Carl Brock) worked together with Dr. Otto Octavius at Oscorp in a "developmental" laboratory, right around when it first became a military contractor. They offered for Octavius to join them at their new lab, which he declined.
Dr. Octavius definitely met a young Peter and Eddie. Granted, they likely don't remember ever meeting him. Aunt May, however, does remember him, and was shocked to see him as Doc Ock.
(if) Spider-Man's identity was revealed to Doc Ock, he would instantly recognize him. Peter's basically the spitting image of his father. It would send him spiraling to see at his greatest enemy that he's tried to kill on several occasions is actually his late friend's only son.
It's not just Peter, he's familiar with Eddie Brock as well. He actually remembers Eddie better, as he was a pretty talkative child who would come into the lab and constantly ask questions about what he was working on. Otto actually offered to mentor Eddie in robotics. When Eddie politely declined the offer because he wanted to study genetics, Otto wrote him a sparkling letter of recommendation to the Conners.
(if) Venom's identity was revealed to Doc Ock, I think he'd be more sad than shocked. He remembers Eddie Brock as a talkative, excitable child and an intelligent, confident young man, not as the violent, moody wreck of a man he sees. It makes him really self-reflective, and he tries to reach out to him to see if he can help.
Unfortunately, the help wouldn't be totally welcome. Still fixated on creating "super-mercenaries," he'd eventually discover that symbiotes reproduce asexually and exploit Eddie's connection to the symbiote to create genetically-enhanced symbiotes (see: "Lethal Protector" 1993), leading to a whole new mess.
(if) Black Cat ever met Peter Parker, she wouldn't recognize him at all. "This dweeb? This little fucking scrumblo nerd who couldn't stop stuttering and blushing? You're saying he's Spider-Man? No."
Mary Jane Watson Is Bisexual. She likes men and women. Proof? She asked Glory to a date at the formal. She and Peter are Both Bisexual Together.
Peter is outed to Sandman (Flint Marko) as Spider-Man because Flint took a job as the janitor at his school. He recognized him by his voice, as Peter was shoved into a locker and Flint couldn't see him. Flint had an entire redemption arc in those 10 seconds of horrified eye contact as he realized he'd been trying to kill an actual child this entire time. He was also fucking infuriated that he'd been getting foiled by a literal child for MONTHS but that's beside the point.
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My name is Eman, and I am a mother of three young children. Until recently, we had a home, a life, and a sense of stability in Gaza. I ran a small office, worked hard to provide for my family, and like any mother, I dreamed of a better future for my children.
But everything changed in an instant. The war in Gaza destroyed our home, my office, and my livelihood. In a matter of moments, our lives were turned upside down, and we were forced to flee, leaving behind the only life we knew.
Now, my children and I are refugees in a new city, trying to find a way to rebuild from nothing. We have lost not just our home and possessions but also our sense of security and hope. My children ask me daily when we can go home, but I have no answer for them. The war has taken everything from us.
I am reaching out for help because I believe in the kindness and generosity of people. With your support, we can start to rebuild our lives. Donations will go towards finding a safe place for my children, securing basic necessities, and eventually, rebuilding a new future for us all.
Your contribution, no matter how small, will make a huge difference in our lives. Please help us rebuild after this unimaginable loss. Together, we can restore hope for my children and give them the chance to heal and thrive.
Thank you for your kindness and support.
Sincerely,
Eman
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Hello 👋
Please take a moment to read my story.
I am Heba Al-Dahdouh. I currently live in the completely destroyed city of Gaza. Since the war on Gaza began on 7/1/2024, my family—my father Nasif, my mother Asmaa, and my siblings Khaled, Ahmad, Muhammad, and Malak—have been living in constant fear, crying, and suffering due to shrapnel, shells, and bullets.
We have no food, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools, no homes, no cleaning supplies, and no clothes. Our house was completely destroyed. My school has been bombed, and my brother Khaled's university is now rubble, depriving us all of education. The war has forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents unsuitable for living, especially in winter.
Every day we live death, terror, and panic a thousand times because of the ongoing bombardment of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the start of the war, we sought refuge at my aunt's house, but it too became rubble. Imagine: we have survived imminent death more than 20 times and have been displaced among shelters more than 13 times. My siblings and I have suffered from many illnesses due to malnutrition, and we need medication continuously.
If we stay in Gaza, we might lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza for a safe place. However, travel costs are extremely high. We need over $50,000 to leave Gaza. Due to exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, lack of security, the ongoing siege, and relentless bombardment, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity, with constant shelling and shrapnel flying above us? Dear compassionate friends around the world,
With your generous donations, even if small, you can save 7 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza filled with love, peace, and hope.
With my warmest regards from the city of Gaza,
Heba Al-Dahdouh.
I really need your help to rescue my children to a safe place as soon as possible🥹https://gofund.me/e50566a8
A Final Plea from the Heart of Hell: Save Us Before Hope Dies 💔🔥
Hi, I'm Hani 🤗
My Little Brother is Dying of Fear 😨
The Night Only Adds to Our Pain 🌙
Where is Humanity? Where is the World? 🌍💔
Don’t Let Us Disappear in the Darkness of Suffering 🌑
Don’t let our story end here. Be the light that guides us to salvation 🕯️✨.
With every tear, with every pain, I write this final plea to you,
Hani
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